What I've learned in the last 90 days

To say the last Ninety days have been challenging would be an incredible understatement. There are days where I don't even know where to begin then there are days when I'm sure I've already begun and it's just a matter of catching up to myself. I remember when I had my son twenty five years ago, you probably couldn't have found a more confused and desperately seeking something young woman in the whole state of California. Replace the young with accepting middle age and the California with Washington and I suppose that would be a pretty darned good picture of where I have been for the last three months. I know a few things today that I didn't know last December, most importantly I know I am an awful lot more than my "job". Or maybe I finally figured out that "jobs" are really all they ever...

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Proper Voice

I often struggle to put the horses to words. How do you describe what it feels like to walk up to the gate and be greeted with a curiously large nose? How can you put to words the feeling that follows you as you run a brush through a tail that reaches beyond the length of your leg? How do you explain what it feels like to have an animal four times your size lay it's head in your lap? How can you possibly put to words what happens when a they look at you with eyes bigger than a Montana sky? I try, and often fail, to express the depth of feeling that surrounds the horses. Tonight Amber laid down in her stall when Dale and I were still up at the barn. I happened to be in her stall when she finally did lay down and while we did not spend a half an hour laying together in her stall she did allow...

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